Brainology - The Curious Science of Our Minds

16 revealing stories about the human brain

Ever wondered how Scandinavians cope with 24-hour darkness, why we feel pain – or whether smartphones really make children stupid?

Have you heard about the US Army's research into supercharging minds?

You need some Brainology. Written for Wellcome, the health charity, these stories follow doctors as they solve the puzzle of our emotions, nerves and behaviour.

Discover fascinating and intriguing stories from the world of science.

Contents

• Ouch! The science of pain - John Walsh
• Why doctors are reclaiming LSD and ecstasy - Sam Wong
• Inside the mind of an interpreter - Geoff Watts
• How should we deal with dark winters? - Linda Geddes
• Smartphones won't* make your kids dumb (*Probably) - Olivia Solon
• You can train your mind into 'receiving' medicine - Jo Marchant
• Charting the phenomenon of deep grief - Andrea Volpe
• The mirror cure for phantom limb pain - Srinath Perur
• Can you think yourself into a different person? - Will Storr
• How to survive a troubled childhood - Lucy Maddox
• What tail-chasing dogs reveal about humans - Shayla Love
• A central nervous solution to arthritis - Gaia Vince
• Could virtual reality headsets relieve pain? - Jo Marchant
• What it means to be homesick in the 21st Century - John Osborne
• Lighting up brain tumours with Project Violet - Alex O'Brien
• The US military plan to supercharge brains - Emma Young

Extract: Ouch! The science of pain

John Walsh

One night in May, my wife sat up in bed and said, 'I've got this awful pain just here.' She prodded her abdomen and made a face. 'It feels like something's really wrong.' Woozily noting that it was 2am, I asked what kind of pain it was. 'Like something's biting into me and won't stop,' she said.

'Hold on,' I said blearily, 'help is at hand.' I brought her a couple of ibuprofen with some water, which she downed, clutching my hand and waiting for the ache to subside.

An hour later, she was sitting up in bed again, in real distress. 'It's worse now,' she said, 'really nasty. Can you phone thedoctor?' Miraculously, the family doctor answered the phone at 3am, listened to her recital of symptoms and concluded, 'It might be your appendix. Have you had yours taken out?' No, she hadn't. 'It could be appendicitis,' he surmised, 'but if it was dangerous you'd be in much worse pain than you're in. Go to the hospital in the morning, but for now, take some paracetamol and try to sleep.'

Barely half an hour later, the balloon went up. She was awakened for the third time, but now with a pain so savage and uncontainable it made her howl like a tortured witch face down on a bonfire. The time for murmured assurances and spousal procrastination was over. I rang a local minicab, struggled into my clothes, bundled her into a dressing gown, and we sped to St Mary's Paddington at just before 4am...

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